Post by Allura on May 10, 2006 9:02:42 GMT -5
Allura's black coat gleamed with health and tight muscles bunched softly beneath her silky coat. Her brown eyes were gentle and thoughtful, but at any minute they could turn dark and furious. She was a picky mare, but true and loyal. She was an Arabian, with amazing endurance and speed, but with great beauty aswell. Her head was finely shaped, and dished slightly. She held her it high with pride and pranced on long slender black legs.
She had come to find a mate, one that was strong, proud and a leader. Being good-looking would help too. Her mate would become the lead stallion of her herd.
She stood quietly, and waited.
She had come to find a mate, one that was strong, proud and a leader. Being good-looking would help too. Her mate would become the lead stallion of her herd.
She stood quietly, and waited.
